"It's good of you to come here and agree to testify under oath, Mr President."

"No problem."

"Raise your right hand please."

The President's right hand formed its all-too-familiar gesture, then he stretched out "I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God!!!" to almost 30 seconds, throwing in a promise to build a wall between the Senate and the House for good measure.

By the time he'd given his name, occupation, and full address including zip code, his testimony had ended. It was a Friday, after all – 100 words maximum.

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Flash Fiction

﻿﻿Flash fiction is very, very short fiction indeed - short stories of any sort of length from a Haiku to ten minutes' reading. Good for when you're in a hurry. This series is a selection of contributions to Friday Flash Fiction, where there's a limit of 100 words. I try to make all mine exactly 100 words.﻿﻿